breathtakingfumi
It should have been simple. Fake marriage, polite smiles, separate lives under one roof.
But every day becomes a quiet war of sarcasm, pride, and very intentional inconvenience.
their arranged marriage turned into something that feels more like a battlefield than a union.
But behind the chaos, behind the passive-aggressive dinners and staged smiles, something worse starts to happen.
Because in a marriage built on mutual irritation, neither of them expects the line between hate and understanding to start blurring.
And definitely not the part where living with each other starts to feel less like punishment, and a little too easy to get used to like it was never supposed to be this way.